One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in
his house.
His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in
the mud,
with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door
of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house.
Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had
been
knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the
front
room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room
was
strewn with toys and various items of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on
the
counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under
the
table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of
clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that
something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom,
still
curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at
him,
smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and
asked,
"What happened here today?"

She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come
home from
work and ask me what in the world I did today?"